Well that's all I have right now. They aren't as good as the others. I like them though. You know some doctors think that the feeling of being in love is just the release of a hormone called Phenylethylamine (PEA). This hormone is found at the end of a bunch of neurons so that when an impulse is passed along PEA travels across the synapse and reaches the next nerotransmiter. Could love be that simple? I think so. I think that would explain why you relax me so much. Why out of all the people in the world I want to spend my free time with you the most. Of course that could also be called obsession. It's not as passionate thought to reduce all these intense feelings to hormones. But then again I'm just babbling. Let's leave it at that. And I am sure, more sure than anything else in my life.

P.S. How's that for organized and thought out? It works for me. But the spelling...? Oh and by the way I'm learning all the little Mac. computer stuff. I think I've spent too much time with hackers.

P.P.S. How about if you and I are still together and you are not going to school near me, you take a year off between high school and college and you and I rent an apartment together in or around Boston?

Well, I'm typing not because I feel like being impersonal but because I have so much that needs to come out and I want it all to be organized (not like the Romeo and Juliet paper!). I started writing on Friday the 13, but it is Sautrday now--I'm going to rewrite the stuff I wrote yesterday and this will probably end sometime tomorrow). I had dropped you off and had just returned to find your letter waiting for my arrival. I will go into that later though. I am going to start with what is fresh in my mind and not yet writen down.

Henry is housesitting and I think that I really made a mistake with that one. I think that he is too young to be able to stay in a strange house in a strange city. I feel terrible because I feel like I expected him to be able to suck it up the way I would have and that is just plain wrong. He is trying so hard to be all big about the whole thing but the truth of the matter is that he shouldn't have had to and it's my fault. I realize that there is very little that can be done about it now but nevertheless I feel awful.

Damn! I had something else to say but I lost it by vocalizing about Jon. That is the terible part about letters. Maybe when I am at school we should just talk onto a tape recorder or something.

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May 2001